The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1887-05-20
TALMAGE'S SERMON.
A Discourse Fun Of Comfort to
the Afflicted and Distressed.

spirit-Christ the Comforter, the
Ever-Present Help In Time Of
Trouble and Distress.
Rev. 7. De Witt Talmage, in . recent
sermon at the Brooklyn Tabernacle, adj
dressed his words more particularly to
those ON whom the hand Of sorrow and
afliction had been heavily laid, taking for
his text:
And his discipl es went and told jesus
Matthew, xiv, IL.
An outrageous assassination had Just
taken place. To appease . revengeful
woman King Herod ordered the death OF
that noble, self-sacrificing Christian, John
the Baptist. The group Of the disciples
was thrown into grief and dismay. They
felt themselves utterly defenseless. There
was no authority to which they could ap-
peal. and yet grief must always find ex.
preston. II there be no human ear to
hear it, then the agonized soul will cry it
aloud to the winds, and the woods, and
the waters. But thore was an ear that
was willing to listen. There is a tender
pathos, and at the Same time most ad.
mirable picture, in the words Of my text:
They went and told Jesus.
He could understand all their grief, and
he Immediately soothed il Our burdens
are not more than half 50 heavy to carry
If another is thrust under the other end
OF them. Here we find Christ, his brow
Swallowed with grief, standing amid the
group Of disciples, who, with tears and
violent gesticulations. and wringing Of
hands, and cutlery Of bereavement are
expressing their woe. Raphael, with his
skillful brush putting upon the wall of
palace some scene Of a sacred story,
gave not SO skillful stroke as when the
plain hand of the evangelist writes:
They went and told Jesus.
The old Goths and Vandals once came
down upon Italy from the north of Eu-
they broke down the affairs, and swept
away every thing that was good and
beautiful. So there is ever and anon In
the history Of all the sons and daughters
of our race an incursion Of rough-handed
troubles that come to p!under and ran.
sack and put to the torch all that men
highly prize. There is no cave so deeply
cleft into the mountains as to allow us
can not bear US beyond the quick pursuit.
The arrows they put to the string fly with
unerring dart, until we fall pierced and
stunned.
feel that bring to you q most appro-
pirate message. mean to bind up all
your griefs into a bundle, and set them on
fire with spark from Gods altar The
same prescription that cured the sorrows
Of ho pt,nla xv,fn NJ 10,
aches. l have read that when Godfrey
and his army marched out to capture Je-
rusalem, as they came over the hills, at
the first fash Of the pinnacles of that
beautiful city, the army that had marched
in silence lifted q shout that made the
earth trembIe.
q, you soldiers Of Jesus Christ, march
ing on toward heaven, would that to-
dav, by some CLEAN from the palace Of
Gods mercy and Gods strength, you
might be lifted into great rejoicing, and
that before this service Is ended you
might raise one glad hosanna 20 the Lord
In the first place, commend the behav-
ior Of these disciples to all those in this
audience who are sinful and unpardoned
There comes time in almost every
mans history when he feels from some
thought mSy not have such heft as to fell
him. 1t may be only like the flash in an
evening cloud just after very hot sum-
mer day. One man, to get rid Of that i'm
preston, will go to prayer; another will
stimulate himself by ardent spirits, and
another man will dive deeper in seculari-
ties But sometimes man can not get
rid of these impressions. The fact is,
when man finds out that his eternity is
poised upon a perfect uncertainty, and
that the next moment his foot may slip,
he must do some thing violent to make
himself forget where he stands, or else
ay for refuge.
II there are any here who have resolved
that they would rather die of this awful
cancer OF sin than to have the heavenly
surgeon cut it out, let me saw, my dear
brother, you mingle for yourself a bitter
cup. You fly in the face Of your everlast-
ing interests. You crouch under a yoke
and you bite the dust, when, this moment,
you might rise upa crowned conQueror.
Driven and perplexed and harrassed as
you have been by sin, go and tell Jesus.
To relax the grip of death from your
soul, and plant your unshackled feet
upon the golden throne, Christ let the
tortures of the bloody mount transfix
him. With the beam of his own cross he
will break down the door of your own
dungeon. From the thorns Of his own
crown he will pick enough gems to make
your brow biazc with eternal victory. In
every tear on his wet cheek, in every cash
If his side, in every long, blackening
mark of laceration from shoulder to
shoulder, in the grave-shattering, heav-
death groan, hear him
say:
Him that cometh unto me will In no wise
east out.
1t is folly for you to say to soma one:
'Oh," but you say, INSTEAD Of curing
my wound you want to make another
wound, namely, that Of convictionr'
Have you never known o surgeon to
come and find a chronic disease, and then
with sharp caustic burn it all outl So the
grace of God comes to the old sore of SIM
1t has long been ranking there, but BY
Divine grace it is burned out through
these fires of conviction, 1.-THE flesh COM
ing again as the flesh of a little Child"
''where sin abounded, grace much more
With the 10000 unpardoned
sins of your life 60 and tell Jesus. You
will never get rid Of your sins in any
other way; and remember that the broad
Invitation which l extend to you will not
always be extended.
King Alfred, before modern timepieces
were invented, used to divide the day into
three parts, eight hours each, and then
had three wax candles. By the time the
arst candle had burned to the socket
eight hours had gone, and
VIXEN the second candle had
49, hn
had gone, and when all the three candles
were gone out then the day had passed.
Oh, that some of US, instead Of calculating
our days and nights and years by any
earthly timepiece, might calculate them